A few days later, An Feng took a flight to Los Angeles.

Roger made an appointment to meet at the banking department of Express. After walking out of the airport, he met with John Adams, who picked him up and dropped him off, got into his car, and went to an address provided by Roger. He arrived about half an hour later, and after getting off the bus, he had a warm hug with Roger who came out to pick him up.

"Are you okay lately?" Roger said.

"It's okay." An Feng let go of him, looked at Roger in casual outfit, and joked: "Isn't you just going to work?"

Roger smiled heartily: "If I hadn't heard that you were coming, I might have been dancing at someone else's party!"

An Feng was speechless, is this the most capable employee of the year?

"This is John, my assistant. Roger, my friend, banker." An Feng introduced the two.

After the two met, Roger walked in front and led the way: "Come on, friend! Let's go have a good chat and have a few martini!"

Facts have proved that high-end people are better than others even when working. In such a large VIP hospitality room, Roger and An Feng were drinking, chatting, talking and laughing, talking on the sports car, women and party, while Roger and An Feng's secretary assistant were negotiating.

In fact, the banking department of Yuntong is not very strong, at least not as strong as giants such as JPMorgan Chase, Bank of America, and Citi. Yuntong's strongest is its ubiquitous travel services, which provide customers with billing cards, credit cards and traveler checks. Therefore, its backend services are very strong, such as Anfeng's telephone secretary who does not have anything to do, almost any requirement can be achieved through a huge backend.

When talking about loan issues, Roger asked curiously: "Have you made a big move for nearly 100 million yuan loan recently?"

"I found some way to make money." An Feng said mysteriously, "Are you interested?"

"Tell me," said Roger.

"High-tech, computer processor chips..." An Feng said a lot, with the total investment, the current development status and future, etc.

After hearing this, Roger praised: "You really have the courage!"

"Because I have this ability." An Feng said confidently.

"I wish you success!" Roger raised his glass.

"Thank you." An Feng clinked his glasses with him, "After saying so much, are you interested in joining my next-generation technology army?"

Roger smiled and said, "I think you are not here to take out a loan, but to pull me into the water."

"It can also be said that I have to invest and reduce my own risks, right?" An Feng admitted without any mind that talking about business with Americans is like fighting, without any need to beat around the bush. After the negotiations, everyone becomes a good friend of the family. He has seen the last time Tyran negotiated.

This time he is not short of money, what he needs is connections, such as people like Roger, and the network behind him is very wide.

Roger thought for a while and said cautiously: "You have to let me think about it. To be honest, if it weren't for the word graphene to me today, I would have almost forgotten the 'charcoal gold' craze a few years ago. It was very popular at that time. The Nobel Prize brought out graphene, and the news media shouted that the new era had arrived. Graphene became popular overnight, and the unit price soared to dozens of times that of gold. As a result, the good times did not last long, and it dropped to one thousandth in a few years."

An Feng said: "That's different. What you said was speculated through supply and demand relations, and speculation dominated, but mine was completely focused on technological strength."

Roger nodded: "Well, I believe in you."

Well, no one is a three-year-old child, and it is useless to say too much. An Feng has a chance to be almost successful, like a gambling that can predict the outcome. He also thinks that Roger can get along with him and extends an olive branch. As for whether the other party can seize this opportunity, it depends on luck.

John and Roger's assistant fought verbally until the afternoon. An Feng and Roger were idle and played online games with their mobile phones, swiping records with each other, and quickly exhausting their power, the agreement was initially formulated. The high-quality diamonds in An Feng's safe were used as collateral, and the estimated price was 100 million yuan.

But banks are all vampires, and it is impossible to give you a 100% mortgage rate. The mortgage rate for items such as gold and diamonds is very fluctuating. The mortgage rate of 60 to 70 percentage points is the most common. Originally, Yuntong gave 70%, but after a fight with the other party, it increased to 80%.

The agreement is 80 million US dollars. Calculated according to the market interest rate during the same period, the interest alone will be as high as 15 million US dollars after three years.

An Feng browses the contract, and has many terms and needs to sign a lot of names, but before that, he needs to ask a lawyer to check it out. It is still a bit troublesome to apply for a high-value mortgage loan for personal use. Fortunately, his assistant John is fully in charge of the agency, and An Feng only signs dozens of names with a pen at most.

The matter was not completed within one day, and it was easy for Roger to pass it, but it still takes some time for the bank, especially for personal loans.

After the matter was over, the bank got off work and Roger mentioned: "Bruce, won't you go back tonight? I have a young party at home. Do you want to attend?"

An Feng thought about it and it was boring to stay in a hotel alone, so he agreed.

"I'll give you it." Roger said.

An Feng said to John: "John, go back first, I will notify you if there is anything."

John nodded and left with his briefcase.

After walking out of the bank, he got into Roger's Maserati sports car and left. Roger recommended him a hotel with a good environment and agreed to pick him up in the evening. An Feng took a shower in the hotel, changed his clothes and went to the restaurant to have some dinner. Western-style grilled steak, I have eaten too much recently, and it feels average.

Roger came to pick him up at night. An Feng thought his car would drive to the suburbs, but he didn't expect Roger to drive directly towards the city center and came to a high-rise block. He finally parked in the underground parking lot of a building and took the curious An Feng to the top floor with a special elevator that needed to swipe his card.

"Wow, you can really play!"

This is the first sentence Anfeng said when he walked out of the elevator. The mansion built on the roof of a building with a height of more than 20 floors is two stories high, and it is mostly made of simple white tones, with a very modern and technological sense. Outside is an open-air swimming pool, just like Anfeng’s home, with a frameless design that overlooks the entire hustle and bustle city.

"Isn't that bad?" Roger proudly introduced the decorations in the house to An Feng, "I bought this from a friend, and it took me some effort to redecorate it!"

An Feng looked around and saw that the room was very quiet and there were not many people, but the music outside the room kept ringing, and a large group of young people were gathered, mostly beautiful women. There were graceful bodies swimming in the heated swimming pool, and the bikini beauties by the swimming pool did not spare any effort to show their beauty. The specially hired party waiter shuttled through it with plates, providing thoughtful service to every customer in need.

"It's really good!" An Feng was not stingy with praise. Roger took An Feng all the way outside, and every girl and young man who came and went to greet him.

Roger smiled and said to An Feng: "It's right that you didn't bring your girlfriend here tonight, because there will be a men's and women's top-up party next!"

An Feng was stunned, wait, what does the supreme dress party mean?

Roger jumped onto the table and signaled DJ to stop the music first. He clapped his hands to make everyone's attention focus on him. He glanced around and said, "I'm glad that everyone will come to this party tonight. Before the excitement begins, I will introduce a friend from China--"

"Bruce!" Roger pointed at An Feng next to him with both hands, and everyone's eyes were on him.

An Feng smiled, it was necessary to introduce such a grandly.

"Bruce is the Chinese whom I have the best fit! He is not only a young rich man, but also a realistic version of Iron Man! But our Chinese friends are a little shy, let us cheer for his arrival! Ladies and gentlemen! We must let him feel the enthusiasm of the United States tonight!"

The crowd below cheered, and the girls' eyes lingered on An Feng. If a yellow person was so interesting to them, it would be different for a rich man. In addition, Roger's exaggerated introduction deliberately attracted people, and An Feng had a stylish figure after taking off his clothes.

"Bruce!"

"Bruce!"

The wine glass was delivered, and under the enthusiasm of everyone, An Feng had to fuck a full beer at everyone. Roger gave him a thumbs up, then took off his shirt, and announced loudly: "Party officially begins!" The music immediately rang out, and a series of laughter and cries came. An Feng turned his head and saw that the girls had removed the already pitiful tops. They looked white, making people wonder where to put their eyes, and it was not right to look at them, nor was it not right to not look at them. Isn't this instigation of crime?

Looking at Roger again, this guy was not at all. He hugged the girl and kissed, touched, sang and danced in DJ music. He kept waving to An Feng, making him feel like he was accidentally involved in the wolf pack. Unexpectedly, his back and arms became soft. A girl pushed him, and a girl held his arm and pulled him over with a smile.
Chapter completed!